Yin Qiu had no expression on his face, but was extremely shocked inside. This black umbrella magic weapon was so strange and powerful. It echoed the armor gloves of the black-clothed monks, forming a complete set of spiritual objects. At the same time, the commander and the spiritual pressure increased each other, achieving an amazing increase effect.

The spiritual objects that were unique to the Suzaku Dynasty made Yin Qiu more afraid. He immediately sacrificed his natal spiritual object, an extremely high-quality spiritual treasure, Yin Yao pearl, and Yin Yao pearl emitted a majestic Yin Yao aura, which instantly enveloped Yin Qiu, and quickly blocked the strange suction force of the black umbrella.

Yin Qiu stabilized his body, pinched the mysterious spiritual technique with his hand, and shot it out. Yin Sha Pearl carried the terrifying pressure and shot the black-clothed monk.

"This ghost cultivator is even more powerful than I imagined." The old man in black was shocked. He did not expect that the natal spiritual object he was proud of would be easily cracked by a top-grade spiritual treasure. His eyes were cold and he did not flash. He punched him, and the black fist's energy was like a turbulent torrent, roaring and impacting the Yin Evil Bead.

"Bang……"

The fierce momentum of the Yin Evil Bead was suddenly blocked and it rotated slowly and constantly. After three rounds, the Yin Evil Bead was sprayed at a scale that was twice as much as it was released just now, increasing instead of decreasing, which was extremely powerful.

The old man in black used his armor to resist the Yin Evil Aura of the Yin Evil Pearl, and was shocked and retreated more than ten feet. Thanks to the strong resistance of the armor, the qi and blood were still surging. He couldn't help but look solemn, staring at the spiritual technique used by Yin Qiu, feeling incredible. Without further ado, his spiritual sense recalled the Black Umbrella and no longer arrogantly attacked rashly. The Black Umbrella always kept its ten feet away, sometimes shrinking, sometimes letting go, changing a lot, fighting with Yin Qiu.

Suddenly, the black clouds in the void were heavy, covering a hundred meters, and two powerful figures appeared in it, like dragons swimming in the sea, fighting back and forth, fighting hard to distinguish. One person held a black umbrella, strange and terrifying, and the other person controlled the Yin Evil Pearl, without being angry and powerful.

Feng Fei led the disciples of Xingyu Sect to the back garden. When he saw a separate attic with four silver soul trees standing on the four corners of the four galaxy trees. Everyone in Xingyu Sect, including Feng Fei, looked shocked and stopped.

At this time, a strong smell of blood came to the nose, especially in the attic, as if there was a pool of blood stored there, and the tyrannical pressure was like a wave, without the intention of weakening and stopping, one wave higher than the other.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Fei's eyes showed deep sorrow and confusion, while the monks in the gorgeous clothes looked surprised, shocked, full of doubts, but it was difficult to speak of.

"Father." Feng Xiao asked with a question.

Feng Fei announced sternly: "This is a unique skill that Elder Yinhen practiced. You just need to know it, and don't spread the word randomly."

"Elder..." Feng Xiao wanted to speak but stopped. Feng Fei's accusing eyes told her not to continue asking questions.

This was the first time Feng Fei gave her a terrifying look in such a situation. Even when he practiced some advanced spiritual skills without making great progress, he had never expressed such a look. Feng Xiao felt more surprised.

What surprised her even more was why the great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage in the evil and fierce place was easily agreed to join Xingyu Sect as a guest elder, especially the elder Yinxuan, whose cultivation was still above the head, and he actually agreed to be a clerk in Xingyu Sect.

Feng Fei's eyes suddenly turned to the sky high in the north of Luoyun Town, where dozens of black dots appeared, and the black dots changed from small to large. In a moment, they showed their true form. It turned out that dozens of Suzaku monks with black umbrellas came towards the attic.

"For the protection of the Yinhen Elder, the Vermilion Bird monk will never be allowed to approach within ten feet of the range," Feng Fei ordered the disciples of Xingyu Sect, "Six fellow Taoists, don't move around. As long as the elder of Xingyu Sect succeeds in breaking through, it will be useless for a hundred monks below the Golden Pill stage to come."

The monk in the Chinese clothing said worriedly: "Fellow Daoist Feng Fei, why don't we evacuate? How can we have the ability to break through our cultivation here?"

Feng Fei said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Chen Huan, my Xingyu Sect will do my best to rescue your Chen family from the occupied area of ​​Weizhou. We have our own plans to evacuate. Please don't be suspicious, just follow the action plan of my Xingyu Sect."

Chen Huan Yongrong's face turned stiff and she felt very embarrassed.

Feng Fei said righteously: "The Chen family and Xingyu Sect have a deep relationship. They began a thousand and eighteen years ago and have continued to this day. Now the enemy is in the face of great enemies. We should share the joys and sorrows and hardships, work together to deal with the powerful enemies, rather than scepticism."

Chen Huan apologized: "Fellow Daoist Feng Fei said so much, Xingyu Sect is very kind to my Chen family.

Unforgettable."

In a moment, the monks of black umbrellas with full armor fell from the black umbrellas, like hungry wolves on the mountains, each staring at them with fierce murderous auras, gathering into wind, sweeping over Feng Fei and others.

The middle-aged man in black who stood proudly stood up first and looked down on his black aura and shouted at Feng Fei who was standing a hundred meters away: "Did you kill the Suzaku monk who stayed in Luoyun Town?"

Feng Fei responded with his breath: "Black Umbrella Sect, I didn't expect that the first person to come to die was the monk from your Black Umbrella Sect."

The middle-aged man in black scolded coldly: "Send death? Are you so sure that our district Yang is not here to harvest your lives? The two states of mighty and Wu, my black umbrella gate is unobstructed, and I have been killing no less than ten Xuanwu cultivators in the Golden Pill Stage along the way. Today, I am afraid that the number will rise."

"Hmph..." Feng Fei sneered.

"If you don't talk about it, you will kill you, the ninth grade of Jindan, and slowly deal with your fellow disciples and elders who are at the critical moment of breakthrough."

The middle-aged man in black, Qu Yang Lei and Fengsheng were erect. He finished his words and his body moved, and directly brought layers of shadows to Fengfei.

Feng Fei's pupils suddenly closed, and Qu Yang Kuairuo Jinghong appeared one meter away. Without thinking, the pure spiritual energy suddenly moved, gathering all the right hand, clenching his fist with his right hand, showing a bursting purple color, carrying a huge force, and counterattacking Qu Yang with a black tiger fighting eagle.

"Bang……"

With a huge muffled shock, Feng Fei took seven steps back, leaving deep footprints on the ground, cracking three cracks of one meter one-meter ground, and the spiritual energy within a radius of 100 meters was like a strong wind dancing.

The black umbrella gate area was not much better. The figure flew backwards, and the spiritual shock wave reached a hundred meters away, and the black umbrella that stood still in the void was like a small boat in the waves.

To calm down the tyrannical aura in the body due to confrontation, Feng Fei said sternly: "You are just the ninth level of the Golden Pill. If you only have this kind of method, it is impossible to break through my Feng Fei's defense circle."

Qu Yang said coldly and sternly: "The Xingyu Sect, the second-class sect of Peacock Dongzhou, and Xingyu Fist, seem to be the top-grade human-level spiritual art, but it is not bad. Take me another umbrella."

Qu Yang grabbed the black umbrella that was standing quietly in the air in his hand, straightened the side of the black umbrella, dripping the surface of the black umbrella, evacuating the surrounding ghost energy at one time, and causing a straight hurricane to shoot in the wind, shaped like an evil dragon, and vaguely revealing the corners of the minions and foreheads.

Feng Fei stomped his feet and raised his body from the ground. He didn't know what secret technique Feng Fei used. Xingyu's spiritual power poured down and covered Feng Fei, aiming at the Hurricane Evil Dragon attacked by Qu Yang, and attacked eighteen consecutive punches, one punch was stronger than the other, and punched the Hurricane Evil Dragon.

The evil dragon rushes forward and is blocked, and the two are gone. The evil dragon and dragon are weaker and the fist is fierce. In the end, it actually beats the hurricane and evil dragon to dissipate.

Feng Fei was in power and was unforgivable. The offensive was unfolding, and he was like a shocking geek. He fled and fisted, and the sounds rose all the way. The battle was in a while and there was no chance of winning or losing.

Qu Yang rushed over and kicked the iron plate. He couldn't help Feng Fei, and Feng Fei was still the best. He held a black umbrella in his hand and used the power of the black umbrella spiritual treasure, and was like a flying eagle. He used the unique spiritual technique of the Black umbrella gate, Fei Yun Legs and Feng Fei to show off his unique human-level spiritual technique.

"Without any time, I will kill these Xingyu Sect cultivators with all my strength."

Seeing that Feng Fei could not be dealt with, Qu Yang shouted loudly and ordered his fellow disciples to rely on their power to kill the monks of Xingyu Sect.
Chapter completed!